Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 642

Recently, Shane had made over 30 thousand dollars just from selling live recordings of Carlisle's song "Rest of My Life". And that was only the live version. He could only imagine how much he'd earn if Carlisle released a high-quality album.

Shane, wearing a tattered and patched-up cotton jacket, took a swig of beer and continued urging, "Carl, believe me, if you don't debut, I'll cut off my head and use it as a soccer ball. The music scene will be yours!"

"I'm not interested in the entertainment industry."

Carlisle remained unmoved by Shane's enthusiasm.

The thought of being followed by paparazzi, constantly surrounded by rumors and scandals, and having friends and family harassed by the media was terrifying. The idea of hiding just to avoid being bothered made him shudder.

Shane gulped down more beer and lamented, "Carl, not debuting is a huge loss for the music industry!"

Carlisle grinned slightly and said, "Why don't you join a singing competition? I can write songs for you."

"My off-key croaking is not worth mentioning. But Daniel could give it a try..."

Singing is just too risky for me!" Daniel

modest," Shane said,

You don't believe me? Let me give you

cleared his throat and started singing off-key, "Ah, give me a drink to

Daniel, it's okay. I believe you," Shane interrupted,

underestimation. Daniel couldn't hold

saying,

When he

immediately. At 30 cents per click, if all seven million

easy. Alumni Network was practically a goldmine especially with the new

"Cheers!"

glass to toast the

glasses of wine. By 9:00 pm, Sean had to return to the

for Gareth's, and by 2:00 am, he was pretty drunk. After